Maia Padua

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He Reach Out - Poem by Maia Padua

I grope with my weak hands
Trying to stand with my feeble knees
Trying not to fall down on the road
For i am so burdened with a heavy load.

My tears dried up like a dying spring
My sweats flowed like a flowing stream
Leaving me like a barren land
No plants to grow, no fishes to swim.

In times of sorrows and distress
He reached out to comfort me
I understand and listen by my heart
Ere joy withered away from me.

When life is covered by thick cloud
When i traveled along the dark road
He sends his light to lead the way
When my soul worried and trembled
The voice within told be ‘not troubled’.

'Be still, in your hesitation to reach out to me,
I will reach out to you'



_mai_
15Feb09


Comments about He Reach Out by Maia Padua

  • Seamus O Brian (12/1/2016 10:27:00 AM)


    This is a very encouraging and comforting work. It is a blessing to read; thank you! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 15, 2009

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 11, 2011


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